MAHEEN KHAN'S POV:
I arrive home in exactly 10 minutes to help Ami with the guests at the Khan Haveli.
(Ami - mum, Haveli - Mansion)
Then it hit me, the person who I stumbled into earlier in the day was probably one of the guests and the mysterious car outside was most likely to be theirs.
Now I feel really embarrassed.
"Assalamu Alaykum" I say as I greet my Ami in the kitchen.
I entered through the back door and not through the front door to save myself from embarrassment...again.
She greets me back and hands me a tray with just one cup of black coffee.
"Only one?" I question her confused as she told me on the phone that there were multiple guests.
"Sorry meri shehzaadi, agar tujhe pata hotha ke sirf ek hi guest hai, toh phir to aathi hi nahi. Aur woh be bara dino baad aaye, Kaleem Shah. Yaad hai? Tumhare abbu ka friend ka beta hai. Tum logo ke beech me bari dosti thi. Lekin halad ese theh khi unke Karachi shift hona para. Aur ha, Kaleem hamara sath reh re hain, ek hafta ki baat hai phir hum Multan jayenge." She says to me.
(Sorry my princess, if you knew there was only one guest, then you wouldn't have come. And that too Kaleem Shah came after ages. You remember him? Your Dad's friend's son. You two had a good friendship. But due to some circumstances then, they had to move to Karachi. And yeah, Kaleem is staying with us, just for a week and then we're going Multan.)
Oh.
Him.
I stumbled into my ex-bestfriend Kaleem.
Wait...
Oh my gosh, I can already feel the awkwardness.
I enter into the large living room with the brown tray in my hand and I place it on the coffee table in front of him whilst we both greet each other very politely.
I adjust my dupatta before taking a seat in front of him.
Ami said she'll join me after she finishes cooking everything.
About Kaleem, he looked just like the new boy and their names were similar the only difference was that Kareem has dark brown hair and Kaleem has black hair.
Kareem was just a couple of months older than me (23 as of now) and I'm 22. Kaleem is 3 years older than me - 25yrs.
Plus I'm not that dumb to mix people up, right?
Why is he my ex-best friend, you ask?
(Did you really ask though?)
He left without saying a single goodbye.
I barely remember talking to him.
I remember some parts and if anyone mentions a millisecond of it, I would remember every second of that scene like it was yesterday.
"Aap abhi bhi mujhse gussa hain?" he asks me.
(Are you still angry with me?)
"Haan hoon. Tum ne mujhe pataye nahi khi tum Karachi chalhe joa ghe, aur upar se maine call bhi khi, thahke mujhe pata chale ki mera bestfriend kahan hai? But you don't care about me!" I say to him angrily.
(Yeah I am. You didn't tell me that you were going Karachi and on top of that, I called you to find out where my best friend is...)
KALEEM SHAH'S POV:
I hated seeing her so upset and the fact that I couldn't tell her then but today, I'm going to clear up the confusion.
I hate how she calls me her bestfriend not that I don't mind it and obviously I hated it when her Abbu told her to call me bhai.
I'm glad she didn't agree and when we were younger she used to call me better things.
(Abbu - dad, Bhai - brother)
"My ex-bestfriend now." She says looking away from me.
Now that angers me.
I can't believe I upset her that much that she addressed me by that.
My heart began to sank when I saw a tear roll down her pretty face.
I was the reason.
"Hey Mahi, I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you would be upset with me but I didn't know that you would still remember me after being away for so long. I'm sorry Mahi. I really am." I say to her apologetically looking at the ground feeling ashamed for my immature actions.
"Thank you for apologising but does that change anything? No, it doesn't! You can't just show up and say sorry and get away with it! I ALMOST FORGOT YOU, KALEEM!" She shouts letting out all her anger on me, " If you remind of me something, I'll definitely remember it but I FORGOT THAT THE CAR OUTSIDE WAS YOURS!"
No.
No way.
She used to love sitting with me in the car, our fathers sat in the front seats while we used to talk to each other in the back and play games.
I know it's been time since we've seen each other but the car got passed down to me which is why I now drive it.
She would secretly call me my favourite nickname but quietly so not even the walls could hear.
She started complaining and whining even more, not being able to control her tears as they were streaming down her face like a river.
She kept hitting my chests with her petit fists showing her anger.
Not being able to control it any longer, I hug her.
Thank God she hugged me back.
She let out all her tears whilst being engulfed in my arms.
"I'm sorry Kaleem, I forgive you. I should've put myself in your shoes plus you're older than me and way more mature even though I just passed my exams. Best friend?" She says to me after pulling away from the hug.
"I'm only three years older!" I say to her sarcastically as I make an attempt to lighten her mood.
I yearned for her to hug me. I wish it had lasted way longer but I knew I needed to control myself she isn't fully mine...yet.
"Why not, shohar?" I asked her attempting to flirt with her and remind her about the nickname she would call me.
(shohar - husband)
Her eyes widen so much that they're practically bulging out of their sockets.
She immediately looks away avoiding eye contact with me and she leaves the room.
Hey, I mean what can you say, that is what she used to call me when she was younger.
Wait...does she remember doing that??
Shit!
What if she didn't?
"Now I've embarrassed myself." I think as I mentally facepalm myself.
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RomanceMaheen Khan is at the age of marriage according to her parents but is confused as to who to marry when she is approached by her childhood best friend Kaleem and... How will she decide between the two without weakening her friendship with the both of...
